LRN Nola - Last Real One

I'm the last one ye
I'm the last one
I know they prolly tired of me sangin' on this bitch ya heard me
Ima still sang on this bitch
I'm the last one
The last one
The last one
I'm the
I'm the
Ima play it how it go I bet they feel my pain
Right na i don't feel none
Dead beat what made me
Don't got no chill huh
I kid you not I'm tryna bang
You had me walking in the rain so I don't owe yo ass a thang
I'll be damned if I tell em what happened
I'll be damned if they get over me know that I'm steppin
I'll be damned if my own mama ain't living luxury
I'll be damned if I ain't the definition of sucka free
Ay don't even introduce yourself
Is you really a stepper? Bitch you really a kappa
And I don't want get on to them niggas who be pretending to be niggas
Couldn't be one of them niggas
If we made eye contact I'll prolly kill one of them niggas
And really I don't understand why everybody coming out of nowhere
I was with that Nola at the bottom they ain't know her
I had to play my cards right since I was young don't no no poker
And money can't change me but this fake love might
Thug life, thug life
I got me some bruises and scars I'll be ight
Prepared for the worst I'm strapped up with that fye
The last of the realest I'm strong I'll survive
I'm the last one, the last one
These niggas gone try to capture me for ransom
Said I'm the last one, the last one
I play it different this ain't something you could manage
Ima play it how it go I bet they feel my pain
Right na i don't feel none
Dead beat what made me
Don't got no chill huh
I kid you not I'm tryna bang
You had me walking in the rain so I don't owe yo ass a thang
I'll be damned if I tell em what happened
I'll be damned if they get over me know that I'm steppin
I'll be damned if my own mama ain't living luxury
I'll be damned if I ain't the definition of sucka free
These niggas ain't ready to catch no felonies
I kicked her out my house she damn near fell down to her knees
And I ain't beg that hoe for shit I told her bitch please
And no lie I had to plea
I asked the judge how many years that bitch had told me three
Fuck
Thug life, thug life
I got me some bruises and scars I'll be ight
Prepared for the worst I'm strapped up with that fye
The last of the realest I'm strong I'll survive
I'm the last one, the last one
These niggas gone try to capture me for ransom
Said I'm the last one, the last one
I play it different this ain't something you could manage
Ay you cant manage
Ay you can't manage it
You gone damage
You gone damage it
And ima up that poker ima blam his shit
And ima hit him if he understand this shit
And you gone need some damages damages hey
Big Nola ya heard me
I'm in this bitch with fly right na ya heard me
I'm going crazy yea right now ya heard me
I put my heart on the fucking line and that's everytime ya heard me

Written by:
Nola Hendricks

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